sinful ways - k. kozume

Part 5

you were pulling into the CVS parking lot when you saw him. it was him. him leaving. next thing you know you're yelling "HELLOOOO?? IT'S ME!!!! HELLOOOOOO???" this man was unfazed, not budging. not moving one muscle. he was an inch to his car and then you pushed on the accelerator making your car and him making some serious eye contact. you stormed out of your car yelling at him. "DO YOU NOT HAVE EAR DRUMS OR SOMETHING I MEAN I AM YELLING ACROSS A PARKING LOT AND YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE DECENCY TO TURN AROUND I MEA-" "i'm sorry."

that took you to the realization that you yelled at a man that you not only don't know the name of but also a man who wanted to meet you (and is good looking). "you're fine, i should be the one apologizing i'm the one that went off on you without even knowing you." "oh well im kenma kozume, i guess you do now." you lightly smiled while he was just looking at you like he was waiting for something. "OH! y/n l/n we're practically best friends now, right?" he smiled showing his teeth. his beautiful teeth. then you went to his lips, oh god i wonder what those lip- "yeah i guess so" he snapped you our of your sexually filled trance. "so how come you wanted to meet?"you asked curiously as to which why someone would ask to meet someone they met once and for 3 extra large packs of condoms at that.

"uh you have a really pretty voice" he said shy with a tint of pink forming on his cheek. you started busting out laughing "BECAUSE OF MY VOICE OH MY GOD AHAHA NOW THAT ONE I'VE NEVER HEARD C'MON BE SERIOUS" kenma looked more than a little offended. "im serious." he said with his face stoic and his voice stern. "oh im sorry its just a little.... unusual i guess" "what?" "no one has really wanted to get to know me because of my voice sometimes my looks, sometimes the way i dress or maybe even act but never my voice" you found yourself just confiding into this person you met not only 5 minutes ago. "but i shouldn't really ramble though" you said trying to keep your safest distance around him. "no it's fine if i didn't mention it before i like your voice." "yeah but what about you?" but before you allowed this to get any farther you realized that your feet were killing you and his car was in front of you guys. "but before we get into our life stories do you think we could sit in your car my feet kind of hurt" you said trying to be respectful as possible. "oh yeah of course." he said offering so much warmth and kindness to you.

you noticed the size of kenma's car and your mind automatically went to money. what type of job could he have to afford this? maybe he stole it to impress people? you tried your best to let it go because you didn't want to talk about professions considering you worked at a CVS cash register. while you were going to the passenger he opened the door for you and said "m'lady your chariot awaits." it was a little romantic and cute at the same time."well thank you good sir" trying your best to match his energy. then you realized that the gap from the ground to his tall car was a little too big. you didn't even have to say anything and he already knew what to ask. "do you need any help?" "um yeah" he offered you his hand so you took it and jumped as high as you could without looking like someone who was on heavy drugs. he came around the other side to join you in his monstrosity of a car. i mean you've never seen or much the less been in a car that was this spacious and you knew before getting in that the windows were tinted kenma obviously wanted the whole package and got it.

"so..... who are you y/n l/n?"

                               AUTHORS NOTE

this is my first 400+ word chapter that i have EVER written so i hope it was good but i writing has been a great way for me to cope with what has been going on with my mental health so i just want to say if you are reading this thank you!! i will probably be writing the next chapter right after this one so expect it to be out within the next couple of days <3!!!

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